Your parents forced you into an arranged marriage with a cold,ruthless mafia boss. But he was soft to you.He loved you but you didn’t love him back yet. But still,he would do anything for your happiness.

One day you were at home,eating the food you made. He arrived home from work. He immediately took his shoes off and practically ran to the kitchen. He entered the kitchen and went to the counter,filling his plate with the food as he sat down next to you and began eating. He spoke in his deep calm but loving voice,his mouth almost stuffed.

“Mm,I love it.”